True Tales in Maroon

Heated Office

2005-11-22T17:08:00.000-05:00

I've neglected you, readers!

When I said we were busy I wasn't joking. I have been spending more and more time in the office on new cases. I did end up bringing my vibrator to work and it was great. The nice part about the bathrooms is that there is a changing room with lockers so I can just keep my toys in there. When Jack and I take our more and more frequent bathroom breaks I almost run to get something lovely to shove in my pussy as soon as possible. I know he can hear the motor because he gets so excited.

We teased each other like this for about a week until yesterday. He must have been pretty damn horny because he just followed me right into the women's restroom when no one was around. Before I knew it I was up against the stall door, skirt around my bare hips, being fucked so hard my legs stuck straight out around him. Oh God!! He pounded me mercilessly until I couldn't keep from screaming and bit his shoulder to muffle myself. My cum was dripping down my legs and he grunted loud as he shot me full of his hot load. In two minutes we were cleaned up and back at our desks like nothing had happened.

This morning I needed it bad the moment I set foot in the building. Apparently he did too because we met again in the bathroom (boy am I glad to be the only woman working on this side of the building!). I've been wearing skirts and no panties every day now so he just bent me over the sink and started jackhammering. I was so wet that his huge dick just slid right in and out, gouging me all the way down my pussy. His balls were giving my clit a good spanking and I came hard twice before I stopped and got on my knees.

There are few things I love more than sucking a guy's dick right after he fucks me raw. Jack's cock was literally dripping and almost purple. I inhaled him, letting his head get to the back of the roof of my mouth while I massaged his balls. He was loving my tongue swirling around him while I sucked harder and harder. When he finally came he almost fell, I had to hold on just to swallow. Again we were back to work within minutes.

I love getting a good boning a few times a day. Tomorrow maybe I'll let him use my vibe on me.

Pleasant Pressure

2005-11-13T20:44:00.000-05:00

I've neglected the blog all week mainly because my pussy has been neglected as well. After the nice fuck I had with Jack on Tuesday I've barely had time to even wink at him. The firm took on a major case Wednesday morning and we've all been busy with research and interviews. I noticed Thursday he was going to the bathroom quite a bit more often than usual so around noon I went at the same time. Sure enough, when I turned the vent off you could hear some heavy breathing through the thin walls.

I listened in and finally got so turned on I had to finger myself. I was a little embarrassed the first time so I tried to be quiet. He gave me a discreet but knowing smile when we came back into the office so for the rest of Thursday and all of Friday we went at the same time. I think he liked hearing me whimper and moan through the wall.

Not much more to tell than that. Lots of sexual tesion in the air but no one else seems to have noticed what is going on yet (I'm sure the men would be slobbering and giggling if they suspected). Monday I'm going to bring one of my louder vibrators and see how that goes. Hey, maybe we can start using the same bathroom and I can get paid for being laid.

Invasion of the Booby Snatcher

2005-11-08T21:49:00.000-05:00

Although Jack didn't seem to want to see me or anyone else today, I suspected that he would have to say something about what happened yesterday. Right I was, because as soon as Amir left (leaving us alone in the office) Jack's door opened for the first time all day.

I was nervous of course because I didn't know what to expect. He isn't married and doesn't have a girlfriend as far as I know but he seemed pretty shaken up when the phone rang during our encounter yesterday. When he walked up to my desk I just ignored him even though I felt like I had swallowed a batch of jumping beans.

"Maria, are you busy?"

"No, do you need something Jack?"

"I just uh, wanted to talk about yesterday. I'm sorry if I offended you, I hope you can forgive me. I don't know what I was thinking."

Of course! Of course he would be just like a man and chicken out. Women get all these romantic and passionate ideas thrown at them since the time they're old enough to comprehend sex and then men never follow through, leaving us wondering what we're doing wrong. I was instantly infuriated but I kept my cool. "I wasn't offended at all but if you want to pretend it never happened then I guess I can live with that." I tried to sound as cold as possible, not even turning from my computer monitor to look at him.

There was a pause and then he said, "Well, I didn't mean that."

Frustrated, I turned to stand up and walk away, maybe pretending I had something to do just to get away from the awkward situation. I hate when men just sit there expecting you to take care of a situation. Take some initiative, damn it. I was surprised when Jack did. As I stood he grabbed my hips and wrenched me forward, again surprising me with his tongue in my mouth. Yes, yes! I had had the good sense to wear a skirt again today in anticipation of anything like this--I also didn't wear panties which I occasionally skip anyway. He seemed to approve because when his hand slid up my thigh he groaned a little through my teeth.

I am grateful that our office doesn't have the glass front doors or windows like some other law offices because passersby wouldn't have been too impressed with the legal services we were showing off (well, some of them might have been interested in other services). Jack slid his thumb around my upper thigh and ran it across the front of my pussy, just inside the lips. I was so wet already that it slipped right in and I felt like my clit was going to scream.

I could only take this for so long and he must have noticed because he picked me up, hands holding my ass and ramming me through his pants with his growing erection, and carried me to his office. I will never know how but he closed the door while still holding me. As he set me on the ground I almost tore his pants unzipping them and sliding them off. My shirt was gone in two seconds flat as well as his shorts. Before I knew what was going on he sat in one of the leather chairs and brought me on top, his nice fat dick slamming into my soaked pussy.

That was all it took. I rode him hard, his cock jackhammering me while his mouth sucked my nipples mercilessly. My tits throbbed and my pussy stretched around him, my clit banging and grinding against his pelvis. Jack's hands all over my chest and grabbing my ass felt so good! It didn't take more than ten minutes before that huge cock rubbed me right over the edge. I groaned so loud I almost didn't hear him but I definitely felt the spasm inside me and a warm blast. We kept grinding for another minute or two before we stopped to take a breath.

I wanted to fuck again but I had to go meet my sister for dinner. I dressed in silence, still buzzing and dazed. He sat in the chair and watched me with a weird look on his face. I didn't really mind; after a screw like that he can look however he wants. Before I left he said, "I'll see you tomorrow Maria." I just nodded and closed the door behind me.

This might be the beginning of a very satisfying work experience. We'll see.

Sneaky

2005-11-08T12:53:00.000-05:00

I am at work right now making a covert entry. Jack came in a few hours late and has not come out of his office since then. I know he hasn't made or answered any calls because I can see his line's availability on my phone. I am wondering what is going on because this is strange bahavior for him. My imagination is probably getting all worked up over nothing though. Too bad because I could use a good fuck right about now.

And they're off...

2005-11-07T23:01:00.000-05:00

I hate my job. I spend nine hours a day and sometmes more filing papers, writing emails, and taking phone calls. I pour a lot of coffee for a few ungrateful bastards who barely remember my name, much less to thank me. If it weren't for the larger-than-average paycheck I would tell them to shove the coffee maker up their asses.

So when I get home from one of these days I just want to curl up with a good book and a glass of wine, possibly masturbate, and go to sleep. I spend the last hour or two of work pretending to be busy so that no one bothers me and I can dream about how relaxed I will be shortly.

Not today though. Today Jack just wouldn't leave me alone. He kept calling up to my desk asking me for this folder or that disk or whatever else. I put him off for as long as I could but ten minutes before I could leave he came up and asked me to come back to his office. Shit, I thought, he's finally noticed I'm ignoring him and I'm going to have "a talk." Everyone else was gone by this point (of course, because the secretary is the only person who needs to stay past four in the afternoon) and I had no means of escape.

So I went to his office and he closed the door behind me. It was kind of strange that he had held it in the first place. Jack isn't as rude as any of the other lawyers but half the time I don't know if he realizes I'm even in the same building. I went to sit but he stopped me.

"Wait, I just need you to help me find something Maria."

"Oh, sure Jack. What is it?" I started looking along the tops of filing cabinets around the room knowing that whatever it was would probably be in plain view. It always takes a woman to keep track of everything which is probably why we get stuck with secretary jobs so often.

"The Tom Dobbs election folder is missing, the one with all the contacts and outlines. I need it tonight and I think Amir put it in here somewhere." I knew what he was talking about right away because I had spent two hours putting it together so of course they would lose it the second they had the opportunity. While he was talking I started going through a pile of papers on top of his desk. "No problem Jack, I know what it looks like."

I was still shuffling papers when I noticed in the corner of my eye that he wasn't searching very hard, still standing in the middle of the room just kind of looking around. I have this bad habit of trying to look attractive in subtle ways even to people I have no interest in (not that Jack isn't totally date material, he's just so damn boring) so without even thinking about it I bent over just a little bit and put on that "I know I look good but I'm ignoring you" expression.

He must have noticed and taken this as a positive sign because a moment later he was standing behind me, a little too close for employee/boss comfort. I continued to ignore him, thinking it must be my imagination as sometimes happens, until he put his hand on my lower back. "Don't worry about it Maria, I'll find it later." I stood up to tell him that it was no problem, I had a few minutes before I had to leave when he put his other hand on my hip.

Whoa, buddy. I started to turn around and the lower back hand turned into the sliding-up-the-skirt hand. There was a nice, sweet tongue in my mouth and damn if I didn't like that. Wait, no! This is my boss! This is probably illegal or something! Ahhhhh but that man felt nice. I always thought that this kind of situation would make me feel dirty (and with any other asshole in the office it would have) but I guess I'm not a very nice girl because I certainly didn't put on the brakes.

He slid my skirt up all the way to my hips and sat me up on the desk a little, holding my thighs and pressing his body against mine. One of my favorite things in the world is the feeling of a man's chest against me. I started undoing his tie beneath our chins. His hands kneading my legs was all it took, I knew where I wanted this to go. My nipples were hard when he started unbuttoning my white dress shirt and he stopped halfway to rub them with his thumb. In no time I had his pants down around his ankles and a nice cock rubbing my crotch through his shorts. Oh, this was great.

Great until the phone rang, that is. I tried to keep going but he stopped and stood back. "Shit... I'm sorry. Oh, damn." I sat and watched in shock while he pulled up his pants and fumbled with the belt buckle. That was it? I couldn't believe what had just happened and even more that it had stopped so abruptly. He didn't answer the phone but by the fifth ring I was storming out with him calling after me, tie in hand.

So I'm at home now and I don't know if I should go to work tomorrow. I feel like a pervert. Jack has probably told all his little office buddies by now and they'll be oggling me constantly until I quit. Fuck.